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Mud Flower had just started growing used to the warren. She had been a hlessi for a good portion of her life and it had taken her some time to get used to being underground and sleeping without one eye open. She had been amazed to find Creek again and even more amazed when the warren rabbits had welcomed her back from her long years of being lost. She didn’t honestly think anyone would remember her, but she was honestly glad that they had. However she still was not quite used to spending all her time underground yet. So she slowly made her way to the surface poking her nose out of the den ears twitching listening for sounds before she emerged fully to look around.

She was careful and cautious, her body pressed into the dirt of the warren entrance as she looked about for signs of danger. There were none, as far as she could tell; which wasn’t to say that the coast was completely clear, just that for right now things were relatively safe. Which was all Mud ever hoped for, she had learned long ago that even if you could not see, hear, or smell danger, it did not mean danger was not about. She slowly rose to a standing position shaking the dirt off before moving down from the hole to a more even set of ground.

She glanced out around the world, taking in all the sights and smells she could before her eyes fell on the back of a black doe who seemed to be sneaking off? Perhaps she wasn’t sneaking but still she was leaving the safety of the area and Mud knew how dangerous it could be out there. Perhaps the other doe would like some company? After all it was safer in twos than it was alone, if gave you someone to watch your back. With that in mind she started out after the doe working her way to catch up with the other.

“Pardon me?” She called out in a voice that was hardly a whisper on the wind. “Would you like some company?” She asked moving to stand beside the doe her body crouched low to the ground, always careful.

Mud started slightly when she felt the other shove her nose into her fur. She was honestly quite shocked at the feeling but she held still. Her ears twitching back and forth with anticipation, the doe seemed harmless enough but one could never be sure. She waited and waited until the other pulled back and boomed at her. Her voice loud and dominate making Mud’s whiskers quiver slightly at the volume. True to her first thoughts, this doe was not dangerous just a bit, different. It wasn’t something Mud had an aversion to; it just shocked her at first.

She waited and listened nodding as the other doe spoke. It was extremely dangerous around the farm, Mud knew this, but she couldn’t let this doe go alone. Not that she felt the doe didn’t know how to take care of herself, but if something did happen Mud would feel guilty for not being there to help protect her. She was a part of the warren and thus… family… right? Mud shook her head to dispel the thoughts, now was not the time for her ponderings. She could use a break from the warren anyway. She pushed off hopping after the other who had gotten quite a bit ahead of her.

“Some treasure hunting? That sounds nice.” She stated once she had caught up to the other. “I’m Mud Flower, by the way. It’s nice to meet you Storm Hawk.” She said her voice low but not overly soft anymore. She didn’t want to draw attention to them by being loud. “Perhaps I could find something nice to bring back to Creek.” She mused softly.